Choices Between Us

Epilogue

I sit here on a blanket cradling my newest born in my arms, she is wrapped in  white fleece blanket.  I look down at her little face, her lashes kissing her cheeks.  She is a mere two weeks old and I fall in love with her more every minute that passes.

I look up and see my oldest Lena trying to teach her younger brothers, Quin and Oliver how to kick the football.   I see Uncle Louis standing back smiling at his princess as he has taught everything she needs to know about football.   Such a proud uncle moment.

Lena is now eleven and growing into quite the little lady,  she is spoiled by both Louis and her Father.  Quin and Oliver my daring little men,  just turned three this past month.  They were spitting images of their father in every way.

I feel my youngest stretch in my arms,  her name is Helena and she beautiful.  She is the tiniest of my four.  I was sick every day while carrying this one in my womb.  The doctors assured us that she will quickly grow but thankfully she is healthy.

I feel my hair pushed back from my shoulder and his lips press softly beneath my ear.  I would never tire of the way his lips felt on my skin.  They still caused a yearning with in.

"How is my girls?" he whispers in my ear and I feel him sit next to me on the blanket.  I look up as Greyson joins his siblings playing in the grass a little ways from where we are sitting in the park.

"We are good." I smile at him.  His eyes hold mine, he leans in a kisses my lips.  I look at his profile as he turns his attention back to the kids who are kicking around the ball.  He is still as beautiful today as he always was.  I love the little grey hairs that  graces his temples.  Makes him look accomplished.  Men could pull of grey hair so well, it was sexy.

"You are staring." He grins but doesn't look at me.

"I am." I smile as he turns to look at me.  "You are still the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on."

He rolls the beautiful green eyes at me.  "You my dear are too kind to this old man."

"Hardley." I laugh.  "34 is not old my love."

He shakes his head and looks down at the babe in my arms.

"She looks like you." he smiles.  "Finally one that looks like her momma."

"Poor child." I joke as my attention is turned back to the others playing in grass.  "Louis is loving our kids."

"I am glad they have him."

"Me too."

We sit there and watch our little one with such love.  We have certainly been blessed.

"Raya I am  so happy thanks to you.  You have giving  me so much." Harry tells me as he looks at me.  "I love you and our babies so much."

"I love you."

I sit here feeling very happy knowing that the choices that I made with my life were the right ones.   I was right where I was suppose to be.

Author note

Thank you for anyone that was reading,  I wrapped this up as I have lost motivation to write, barley any reads or comments on my chapters.  So I just don't know if people are ore were enjoying this story.  It really motivates a writer to know what people think.  I really hope you enjoyed this,  I am thankful to those who took the time to read this :)